A Clam in a Jam!

I was a clam without a care

things always worked for me

I loved my sand and weed' home

alone beneath the sea

But then one day I had a shock, an uninvited guest

who sat his great fat body

right down upon my chest

It happened rather quickly

while I was having tea,

that fat old Mr. Rock Cod

chose to sit on me

I called in indignation,

"Look here, I'm not a chair"

I just don't think he heard me

he went on sitting there.

And when at last the old chap left,

I tried to open wide

I pushed and pushed with all my strength

and still was stuck inside

but then my friends came round me

and soon i heard them say

"He must be getting hungry

he's been like that all day"

"We'll send for doctor wallace crab"

said starfish with a shout

"The doctor is the very one

to help to get him out"

then doctor crab walked sideways in,

and looked at me with a whistful grin,

"Kim Cuttle fish that's who you need,

he'll work you free with extra speed"

and soon nurse prawn came swimming by

Kim Cuttle fish came too,

he bashed at me with all his strength,

till I was black and blue

then doctor Wallace turned quite grey,

and said "now Kim, that's not the way".

"A gentle push upon his shell

will probably do just as well".

so using Kim's swift cutting flair

he pushed around my shell with care,

and not forgetting what crab said,

he gently pushed upon my head.

then taking up some weed from shore,

Kim tickled me beneath my jaw

which made me cough and sneeze so well

It opened up my clammed up shell.

and so it was on turn of tide

that I at last did open wide,

and doctor Wallace quickly said,

"it's time my lad that you were fed".

so then the crab went and found some food

to put me in a party mood

and with my friends I danced and sang

until the morning tide began

But don't you think it rather off

a fish the size of fat old cod,

should choose to sit on poor clam's shell

when any rock would do as well.

- Angela Sidey